XtremeDreamers: My Love

I walk alone, in this path of life
Dark and deep, my search was this
I dreamt of a girl, bold and beautiful
To care and love, Oh yeah! its a bliss
The feel for her, all through my heart
Though was alone, it tore me apart


Dreams I have, a lot in the mind
My Woman is one, the precious of all
Lots of winters' cold cozy wind
I waited for her and then came the fall!
She chose me and made me look proud
I made her mine, its destiny afterall


Here is she, my woman in the dream
"For better or worse, for richer or poorer
In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish
From this day forward, until death do us part"
I hold her hand and all this I scream
In the midst of crowd, with all their smiles
I'll make her mine and we will walk through miles


Dreams I had, a lot in the mind
My Woman became true, the precious of all
Lots of winters' cold cozy wind
I waited for her and then came the fall!
Here we are, the soul mates from heaven
Joy filled rest, its destiny afterall

XtremeDreamers: The Dark Dawn

XtremeDreamers: We are just that not into you

This should be absurd for a girl reading this. Yes, you read it right! - Absurd. If you want to continue even after my warning, please proceed.

It has always been the opposite sex that’s been under curious citations all around us. Understanding the opposite sex is considered a great expedition all times as John Gray called it 'Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus'. So here's the subject for the below note - "Martians in Venus", an inside out of what signs does a man do in a relationship and what really does it imply! (This could definitely be a pain in the a** for me when my woman reads it in the future and with all those upcoming sacrifices, here I go for the good of 'Man'Kind.)

Dedicated to my fellow beings.

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Mobile Mania:

Mobile Phone is a marvellous invention that allows us to carry evil, all along the way in our pockets! This starts everything that becomes future, present and past in a relationship. Getting a number of the opposite sex is considered as the most victorious step in the colosseum of relationship, where the real battle begins only after victory. So what do men do with this sword of evil?

Cuddle-O-Phobia: This ain’t a disease but an act performed by most men when they see a girl crossing them. When you see a guy suddenly taking out his mobile and cuddles with it when he crosses you, it doesn’t mean he is a nerd, rather he is giving you this 'Look me not' thing. This could possibly of two main reasons -

1. You are too beautiful for the guy that he feels inferior to avoid your contact and

2. You are too jerky for the guy to look at u thus avoiding you becomes his instant safety.

Now as there is a positive, as well as a negative note in it and thinking that most women reading this would think themselves as reason #1, am sorry to reveal the truth - you are not! It’s a general 10:90 ratio between the reasons that we follow because it is only 10% of the whole female population that is beautiful enough to make us feel inferior. (Give it up Ladies!)

Sans Calls, Sans Qualms: Self explanatory, I believe. When you were thinking that we would call you as soon as we have your number and when we don't even after your 9 courses of meal, then it means one simple thing - "We are just that not into you". If we don’t call you, it doesn’t mean that we are busy; it means that we are letting you to opt for the next handsome choice (on a hopefully positive note). I do admit that there are cases where the opposite of what I say happens and I pray honestly for the souls of those men to RIP.

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The 'Stare' case:

Men are like 'See it; Like it' people. Appearances are deceptive, but it is the appearance that makes the first note about a girl for a man. The looks play an important role in the relationship and the crap that follows gonna describe beauty lies in the way we see in them! The typical men's world could be unveiled in their eyes and this would be your guide to explore it when you see a man.

The Straight Arrow: All girls love a guy who just looks her straight and bold in the eyes, but the sad truth is that we men just do this straight arrow only at two places –

1. To a colleague when at work

2. To just a friend (just!) speaking about anything in the world.

This staring at the eye means one thing (only thing rather) - 'We are being normal' to you and we don't expect anything else other that what we speak at that moment.

The Broken Arrow: With the myth being broken, I am ready here to shatter the next myth on men. When a girl is making a conversation and if the guy is giving her a look in the eye and then just turns his glance to somewhere else and this happens for a while, it means the guy is definitely guilt of doing something. (Come on! When did I change sides???). Yes, he is guilt of something but not that it is something wrong. (Oh Yeah! Never give-up; Never surrender) The broken arrow is the symbol that shows he is disturbed by the way you attract him. The guilt is not about what he thinks but about being not able to accept that a girl can out-beat him in all means! (Yeah, you girls should be proud of it, I know and don’t give me that grin now.)

Arrow? WTF?: A very similar thought process that we follow as the Cuddle-O-Phobia but here when we avoid to see you and rather reply by seeing elsewhere, it means 2 simple things 1. We are too busy not to see you and we need to concentrate elsewhere to focus on what we do. 2. We are trying to be so mean that we want to show our emptiness on you.

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Nothing Box:

I remember this video in which the speaker tries to clarify about how the brains of a man and woman would be. Apart from the fact that a girl's brain is a total mess, it is the thing on a men's brain that amused me. The video explained that men have everything arranged in appropriate boxes inside their brain and we ensure that the boxes don’t touch one or the other. There is a box for job, box for car, box for family and there is this most interesting box called 'Nothing Box'.

Men can absolutely sit and think of nothing else doing just a monotonous job for hours. For eg: fishing! (True but, I know a girl can't just digest this! "Sitting and doing nothing? That sounds like a douchebag thing") When you feel like we have opened this nothing box before you, it doesn’t mean that we are so deep into your conversation, it means just this - 'Bored!'. Please avoid such conversations so that you help a poor soul to come out of the limbo state of Nothing Box.

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Hope you enjoyed the post and if you are a girl and have reached this point, please try listening to a guy atleast the next time; not because it will always be good but it would save you from mere absurdness.

XtremeDreamers: Man Made Money or Money Made Men

I am happy to be back with my writer’s hat on after a long time. This fizzes my mind on the hot and not around the world that are beautiful to be described. Yeah, I know it’s been a while since my last freaky post on destiny and with a note of apologies to my sincere followers, I go on again. The reason that I couldn’t pen down or even think on penning down is I was running behind MONEY. Oh Yeah! I had a change in job, bought a bike, enjoyed till the last penny worth and now happy to announce myself ‘BANKRUPT’.  Money had been playing, (naahhh, actually defining) all the rules in my life. When I say rules, it defined rules to the extent of what I eat to where I eat.

M-O-N-E-Y

My Ordinance Never Exist in You - MONEY. I may sound like a loser, but all I felt with money these days is the same. I can never figure out the rules or maybe I can’t even figure out what the game is. I had crossed numerous mid of the months, where my credit card whispers ‘Unleash me’ and my debit card says ‘I am almost empty and tired pal!’ I had never figured out what the rule is. All these routines I’ve been running behind the 5 letter magical costly word that defied me against my life. Money is what the world now revolves on as I believe we no longer revolve in an elliptical path called orbit but a shapeless ruthless path called money.

The beginning:

Let us roll back to the “Necessity is the mother of invention” age, the age when people were people and trading was to live. When man started owning things, trading was born and there arose a question of belief. Man needed to believe his own species to trade off what he had for what he wanted. In simple words, money was made the belief to rely and thus from then the questions were quoted as ‘Million dollar questions.’ Money is usually coins of gold/silver then, as it was considered to be truly global.

When slowly we started realizing the fact that gold/silver doesn’t grow and there’s no more gold when you dig deeper the crust, our super brains framed the concept of ‘Representative money’. This is how money turned on to papers. People started pledging their certificates/tokens to trade. Even now we have the concept of this in the form of Demand Drafts, Fixed Deposit slips and so on.

Here is the final evolution of money which is called ‘Fiat Money’. The regulatory bodies (Oh yeah! We rule ourselves and we call this democratic) came up with this usage of paper money and diversified the world based on its economical power. Now, I got an added to responsibility to explain what economical power is! Economy of a nation does not mean how much an individual got in his pocket, bank and home, rather it is the scale of how corrupted our politics is. Dig deeper and its all shit we get when politics of India is to be mentioned. Economical conditions truly rely on the political state of the nation and I would rather say directly proportionate in nature.

The Rules:

I never had any such 10 commandments of life as I stated earlier in one of my post, I am not a Buddha to preach neither have a Gandhi to follow. The rules were so hard for me to define as I struggled across weeks and months to figure out what could it be. I used to just stare at a 1000 rupee note and used to love the moment when Gandhi whisper in my ears – “I promise to pay the bearer a sum of 1000 Rupees…” That’s the way I came to know out what ‘Gandhi kanaku’(Gandhi Account) is. The guy who welcomes you when you enter into a restaurant with a warm salute doesn’t need a sweet lullaby to sleep nor a ride in the beach to enjoy, it’s the tip that you give him makes him merry.

Money brings smile, harmony, joy and even people at times, to wrap around us. There’s a value for everything in this world and for things that money can’t buy there’s even visa cards. The lust of earning things when the world is ours; and the greed of competing among ourselves when we are all one spread across our great minds and we are here trying to save pennies for us, for our children, for our life and more for ours… 

This socially cultivated creature with great powers that boggle around us has turned us into slaves of its own. When we were thinking we were running behind it, we weren’t really running instead our desires made us zombies to saunter. Money ruled us when we thought we made it. The rules that I thought weren’t about how to save it instead how to ignore it. The one magical rule that I discovered to stop being a douche was written about centuries back –

"Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself"—Matthew 19:19.

XtremeDreamers: Destiny - Defined

Wondering why I took this post to write; wondering why I think like this; wondering why I love to blog; wondering why I am here in this marvelous creation of Mother nature; wondering what’s next in my life. I can all the day blabber on all those wonderful things happening to me, but the answer to all my wandering wonders is one word – DESTINY. People trust in God, believe thyself, rely on money, but I stand by the side of destiny. People, who go with me, please enter and people who don’t rely upon, just gaze through this and give it a thought. I am for sure that reading a blog is not your destiny and writing this ain’t mine too.

If one is destined to do something, it has to be done and no turn backs. This makes me curious to understand what is destined for me or for this human life, which just stroll across decades to do that unidentifiable something. Is there a black book of secrets that really defines destiny for me and of course every saga (acquaintance) that we see and smile everyday in our lives? Let me just connect all those dots that I framed to define what is this intended factor of life.

Darwin’s Code:

This is where it started according to me. The theory that proved Science existed even before we discovered it. The theory on human evolution made me to think what could be the reason of us to get evolved. Is this the destiny?

Charles Darwin, the man who proved the evolution of man and figured out the various stages of human evolution against eras called it “The survival of fittest”. We survive each and every moment in our life by competing with ourselves and proving that we are the fittest to survive. Are we destined to fight among ourselves and prove that we are the best? Is it right to kill the emotions of a fellow being by side to reach whatever we desire? If Darwin’s theory is right, then how human life still exists in this amazing planet? We should’ve fought among ourselves for our own survival and soon became extinct. If you go with great old Darwin, I would recommend you not to proceed further.

The Matrix Philosophy:

Matrix is one good movie when we speak about destiny. The philosophies unfolded were so apt that they stand good for our life. It was just a movie when Neo was destined to save Zion and Trinity to fall in love with the One, but when it comes to the conversation between Oracle and Neo on making a choice it becomes an epic. 

Oracle goes “The choice is already made. Understand the choice.”

Neo then asks, “If the choice is already made, why give a choice?”

Miraculous lines from a marvelous movie. So, what is destiny? It is not about making a choice, but to understand that it is already made and to obey it.

Destiny in divinity:

“Science and spirituality goes side by side”, says Dan Brown in Angels & Demons. Thus as I read in my school, if science is fact, then it makes me believe that the divine lord exists. Alas, I can’t. According to any religion or in any epic, human were shown to saunter aimlessly and a divine guidance brings in the light at the end of the tunnel. If it’s ‘Karma’ in Hinduism, it’s ‘Judgment day’ in Christianity. Every religion says about human deeds which would decide on life after death. So is our destiny to live life by doing all good deeds and to wait for a peaceful place to rest our souls?

Destiny defined:

All the above said theories make my mind go fuzzy. Let me address them one by one.

Darwin’s theory stated “Survival of the fittest”. When I could try to deeply understand, what this great mind tried to convey is “Survival of the fittest among species”. Human considering to be the best of all species in this world and to make that, the evolution happened. We became the rulers of this planet. So Darwin is right. We are destined to survive.

The Matrix philosophy tries to portray that one has to understand what the choice is, instead of just making one. The choice is to survive. In the same movie, Smith addresses Morpheous “The human species which is said to be under the kingdom of mammals aren’t really mammals. They are just parasites who occupy one region and consume all the available resources till that region becomes dry and moves out to the next.” Is this true? The lines prove survival becomes our destiny, but this definitely ain’t the way to survive.

Here comes divinity into picture. All religious studies say, loving and beloved are the most adorable things to reach the One. Why to show love? This shows the way to survive. If survival is the destiny, survive being modest is what divinity preaches us.   

Thus destiny of us is to survive and make survive this brave, beautiful and brilliant species in this tremendous creation of nature through love towards people by our side and understanding that we are here as a part of the kingdom which stood still for eras.

XtremeDreamers: 2010… The beginning

With 2010 being born, I would like to wish my fellow freaks a Happy New Year and I am here going to scribble down the awful midnight of mine during this new year eve. 2009 is gone, so are our miseries and problems and hence like everyone who wanted to celebrate the new born baby, I was no exception. Moreover it was a special occasion, as a close friend of mine owns this day. Call it a coincidence, call it a magic, but the truth is both of my close friends share their birthdays with my parents. Yeah even my dad was born on this special occasion for which, he proudly utters as the whole world would celebrate his birthday which is amazingly true. The other guy shares up his day with my mom, on October 7. I won’t forget these people for my lifetime.

As the celebration fire was on, we freaked out this New Year by bringing up a pineapple truffle to this guy and enjoyed having it solely between 4 of us. The one kg pineapple truffle melted down in our mouths and we were soon greeting each other a prosperous and bright new year with the wish of grabbing success in whatever we are into. It was just 4 of us this eve as many in our circle flew off to evidence the rise of 2010 from their home. After the great birthday celebration, I and my pal called the electric buzz (I forgot his new title as he used rock all the way with his dazzling taps on the floor) ran to the streets where his Unicorn awaited our return.

We planned to take up a ride in the famous ECR to bring our New Year mood to the apex. So we decided to settle down at a place in ECR to toast a drink, welcoming 2010. We started from my place and sooner the coastal road chilled us. Bikes whirring around and people shouting the wish that trembled upon the black sky, we started our expedition to find the place for us to settle down. While hustling through the roads on joy, we saw a guy for whom the New Year seemed to be not so well. He slipped off his bike and was groaning in pain with his blood smiling over his face which made me call this one ‘A bloody New Year’. Passing on this bloody event, we were slowed down by the policemen who I believe would’ve wished a holiday at least the next New Year. These people though knowing that the lads vrooming around aren’t in a suitable position to ride bikes, wished them a happy and safe year ahead. After a 10 min joyous ride passing 4 barrier gates, we found our place to relax around this New Year.

I don’t know who is the richest person in India during 2009, but I am damn sure that 2010 is too good for one special person – Vijay Mallya, the King(Fisher) maker. As we passed through the corridor of the place called ‘Voodoo’ (I know, the name stinks) we substantiated beer bottles of the great brand rolling through the pathway. I never knew until we were offered a seat that even the place stinks as the name do. With a whooping temperature of 20 C in Chennai, our drink came in as cold as it was taken from one of the poles (wish polar bears were guarding them). We toasted our drink for a fabulous start of the ageing factor called ‘New Year’. After a lot of talks to finish off the pitcher, we decided to leave and take a nap as I already had plans to leave home the next day.

When we started off from the mystic Voodoo, there came by the security guard in the bike park saluting us. I offered him 10 bugs and his smile stated 100 reasons to celebrate the occasions like this. With a caring heart he wished us a ‘Happy New Year’ and a safe ride back home. Now I realized that if a matter of 10 bugs can bring in care and smile from one, imagine donating to the needy. The happiness, the joy, the satisfaction that I didn’t get from the ride or the drink, I obtained from this guy who wished me a safe ride back home with a smile of saving money in his pocket. Whatever may be the race, region, religion, job, position or situation is, when the clock ticked 00:00 AM on 01-01-2010, everybody just had one hope – ‘Let this beginning be the best in our lives’.

Woman in my dreams

Behind every success of a man there is a woman and i am going to scribble down here about the woman of my dreams. I always loved to love but the love in me is always alone. I can pen down a lot about woman of my life but the truth behind is, though we the men say they are the weaker sex, they make our day.

Its the November rain that drives me here to write. Yeah, it can be the Guns n Roses or even Bryan Adams that make me write this but what i feel deep in my heart is all that crimson juice of my girl’s heart. I used to have an ideology that you see in a typical rugged mind “Why do I need a girl?”.Then I realized the next two paragraphs that me and my friend spoke over. Consider this to be same as a fiction like “2 States” as i believe, the ark believers will go beyond this.

It all started with this mating season. Oh Yeah! Blame the Gods and not me. Love to me is always a fantasy and according to me it is not only to the opposite sex we show off, it is the thing that we share across all fellow beings.

I am not a Buddha to preach neither have a Gandhi to follow, but still i know what life is and am sailing in the same boat as you do. Now to speak for the topic, I don't dream much, so its hard to portray that great girl in my small mind who appears in a real short time. In this so called world which may or may not end, which is small or big, which is our home or not, all I felt was this - the creation is wonderful and it makes me even think that the glorious God, as they say exists.

The truth that we discovered during our cold cosy night was neither a guy nor a girl can't live alone throughout the life. If you believe in the creator, then He must be a master mind. If you believe in science, this is called the balancing factor. All creature in this world needs a support and if it is from the opposite sex, then that satisfies all the needs of the partner. So i dreamt of this girl and hope she reads this now or whenever she fills my life. A pretty, not so pity and bold with brains that should say “I am her life” is the woman of my life. So a gazer who could help me out is always welcome and just keep in mind, there’s no life without them and hence allow ‘em to make our life beautiful.

Just to break the routine

I believe Love and Pain are the origin of great literature. Though i may have missed chances or never had any of the feel for former, the latter drove me to write this. This will not be a regular blog but this post is my first poem on "Who am I?". The question that many searched for and very few realized. I am still in the cocoon of this self driven society but still to give it a try... here it goes:

Who am I?

Born to be cool, raised as boredom;

Born with virtues, cultivated by social evils;

Born as a human, living like a peasant;

Born for a purpose, existing to solve what the riddle is;

Oh! The power above me, sans my qualms and arise me from the ashes.

Birth, due to a false feel of pleasure;

Life, on false hopes of satisfaction;

Death, a never wanted wish;

Judgment, an unsolved mystery;

Oh! The power above me, sans my qualms and arise me from the ashes.

- Please make me realize "Who am I?"